"Pulled together by people?" Ethan Smith couldn't help but widen his eyes.
These are two huge plates, how could they be pulled together by human effort? How much power would that require?
Ken Middleton nodded, saying, "I have been calculating these days, and I am afraid we will need some manpower when the time comes."
Ethan Smith couldn't help but feel shocked at Ken's dominance and was dumbfounded.
"Stay here for the time being." Ken looked at Ethan Smith.
Ethan Smith nodded and said, "I was planning to stay here and fight against the North Plain with you."
"Thank you." Ken Middleton nodded.
On the other side.
Obadiah Heptinstall was severely injured, and in unbearable pain.
He lay in bed, gasping for breath incessantly.
If it weren't for the profound techniques in North Plain, he probably would have become a corpse by now.